I've always maintained the February is the LONGEST month of the year. Maybe not by days, but by the emotional toll it takes.
It's COLD. And it's been COLD. For days and days and weeks and weeks. We had a brief thaw right after Christmas before we were slammed again with snow. Like the rest of the country, we've already had more snow than usual. We're talking almost as much snow as we usually get ALL WINTER by mid-January--although not as bad as places like New York, Boston, and Washington,
This is what my backyard looked like this morning. Doesn't that just send shivers down your spine?
There are little trails through the snow. Cats and squirrels and bunnies. All those poor animals are out there in bare feet. I look out the window and my old-fashioned rose looks dead--like sticks. They sky is gray behind the arborvitae.
Spring is STILL 31 days away.
It can't come soon enough for me.